This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 507 - 505: Obedience Talisman of Martial God

"Brother, Wudi, let's have a meeting within the Heavenly Dao."

Wu Wang's voice suddenly came through, startling the two recipients.

Yun Zhongjun's bemusement stemmed from the fact that, after much thought, he could not fathom what pressing matter, at such a time, would warrant His Majesty the Eastern Emperor to summon him to the Heavenly Dao.

He halted his ongoing tasks and beckoned a few underlings to continue handling the accounts.

Though he had only recently taken over the business, with Yun Zhongjun's acumen, he had swiftly won over the inner and outer members of this small family and was now quickly expanding his sphere of influence.

Stirring up some trouble in the Outer Sky isn't a bad idea either, he thought.

Yun Zhongjun returned to his abode, set up a simple Protective Barrier, reclined quietly on the cloud bed, and slipped into a dream. His spiritual mind followed the path of the Heavenly Dao back to his original body, then slipped into the space of the Heavenly Dao.

On the other side, the reason for Yang Wudi's astonishment was simply…

I can't stop, Sect Master!

At such a critical moment! Just as I was about to successfully infiltrate the noble ladies' circle within the Ming Qing Divine Realm, how could this happen!

But, nothing is more important than the Sect Master's command!

With a heart as loyal as Heaven and Earth, and blood running hot with determination, Yang Wudi found himself in a secret dwelling where the soft whispers of nightingales usually flowed. Instead, the following exchange took place:

"My beauty, how about we… call it a day for today? I don't seem to be feeling my best."

"Hmph, it's fine."

As Yang Wudi found a spot to rest and his spiritual mind was pulled away by the Heavenly Dao, even the ethereal shadow he had condensed was weeping.

He really was!

「Within the Heavenly Dao, the Grand Assembly Hall.」

Wu Wang sat on the central stone chair. Yun Zhongjun's ethereal form appeared on a stone chair to the left, while Yang Wudi could only stand obediently on the other side, trying his best to look cheerful.

"Your Majesty, what is it?" Yun Zhongjun asked with a smile. "I heard that Liuli City has seen some commotion; someone attempted to poison the puppet General you supported."

"How did he become someone I supported?" Wu Wang shook his head and turned to Yang Wudi. "How have you been lately?"

"All is well, all is well."

"Take a seat," Wu Wang said. As his words fell, a stone stool emerged behind Yang Wudi. The bald, burly man sat down with his legs together, his entire demeanor radiating honesty and earnestness.

Yun Zhongjun asked, "Has something happened?"

"It's nothing major, just an exchange of recent findings," Wu Wang replied with a smile. "I have formally acknowledged my kinship with the Water God and gained his support."

"Oh?" Yun Zhongjun's face brightened. "This is indeed good news. Was this move a sound one?"

"It was."

Wu Wang sighed lightly and recounted in full detail the incident where the Goddess of Fortune had blessed him.

Yun Zhongjun's expression went through a series of twists and turns, finally settling on utter disbelief as he exclaimed, "Your Majesty's timely acknowledgment of the Water God was indeed a thoroughly considered move. The Water God may appear cultured and amiable, always smiling at everyone, but in reality, he has quite a few tricks up his sleeve… Ahem, one shouldn't speak of Your Majesty's grandpa in such terms. In truth, the Water God is full of wisdom and excels in strategy; having him watch over the Goddess of Fortune is indeed reassuring. However, the blessing from the Goddess of Fortune might not be so straightforward."

Wu Wang pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "Brother, I think you're overcomplicating things. If the Goddess of Fortune hadn't underestimated my incarnation, why would she have blessed me with a boon that brings misfortune to all my enemies?"

"She might miscalculate for a moment, but I believe she'll soon come to her senses." Yun Zhongjun spoke gently, "Your Majesty, consider this: what is her Great Dao?"

"Fortune."

"This Goddess of Fortune, could she not evade her own misfortune?"

With Yun Zhongjun's counter-question, Wu Wang had an epiphany.

Wu Wang slapped his forehead, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. He said, "I did overlook that. Even if the Goddess of Fortune has a shallow understanding of her own Great Dao, it still protects her. This Dao is particularly sensitive to sources of fortune and disaster and can even traverse the constraints of the Dao of Time to inspect them. Logically, if her actions were to bring harm to her future, the Fortune Dao should have given her some warning. Even if the Goddess of Fortune was momentarily negligent, she would quickly realize that her own Great Dao hadn't warned her that such actions were detrimental. Looking at it from another angle, this means what she did was actually beneficial to her. Now, she's probably even more interested in me."

"It's fortunate that we have the Water God to provide balance in this matter; otherwise, it would indeed be a difficult problem," Yun Zhongjun muttered. "I am now concerned that the Water God and the Martial God might not see this clearly. You just mentioned that the Martial God wants to take your incarnation as a disciple and is taking great care of you; the Water God is your own grandfather. If the two of them are manipulated by the Goddess of Fortune, it would indeed be quite tricky to deal with."

"What are you implying, brother?"

"Don't you already have three in your 'backyard'?"

"Impossible! As the dignified Heavenly Emperor, I went to the Outer Sky solely to accompany Little Jingwei. Courting other goddesses? How could that be proper?" Wu Wang stared wide-eyed, issuing a righteous rebuke.

Yun Zhongjun quickly said, "Ah, Your Majesty, calm down, please calm down. I was just making a suggestion. The Goddess of Fortune is on very good terms with Lady Cang Xue. That relationship could also be worth pursuing."

"Bro, don't always come up with these kinds of ideas."

"These kinds of ideas offer the smallest cost for the greatest gain," Yun Zhongjun shrugged, his gaze shifting to Yang Wudi, who hadn't dared to speak all this time.

Wu Wang, also fearing he might neglect his ace enforcer, looked at Yang Wudi with a warm smile.

Yang Wudi was internally panicking. Urgent! How should I start speaking when the leader and the second-in-command of the Heavenly Dao are both looking at me?!

"Um, perhaps I should stand up."

"Stay seated," Wu Wang said with a smile. "Wudi, have you been to the Ming Qing Realm?"

"I have, Your Majesty. I've been there," Yang Wudi said with a smile. "How could I not take the task you entrusted to me seriously? Not only have I arrived, but I've also begun to infiltrate the circles of power in the Ming Qing Realm according to plan. I spent the past few years making some preparations, and they've come in handy now."

"Have you managed to find out any information about the Goddess of Mingqing?"

"I've only seen her statue. She's a goddess with wings on her back, and a rather ordinary figure." Yang Wudi adopted a serious expression. "This Ming Qing Divine Realm is a bit… how should I put it? It's quite strict. The streets are filled with statues of the Goddess of Mingqing, and people must worship them three times a day. Their criminal justice system practices collective punishment; the gravest crime is betraying the Divine Spirit, which is punishable by the extermination of one's entire clan. The cultivation resources for martial artists are all controlled by a few large organizations established by the Goddess of Mingqing. In the Ming Qing Divine Realm, all living beings must conduct their lives according to the Goddess's will. This applies to martial artists' cultivation as well as their daily lives. There's one rather peculiar thing: the Goddess of Mingqing established a 'Rose Society.' It's composed entirely of women, all of whom are of prominent status, such as the daughters of certain generals or the wives of ministers. These women can communicate directly with the Goddess, and their influence subtly surpasses that of the men in their families. Consequently, many couples in this Rose Society are married in name only, forming unions for the sake of mutual power and influence. In reality, many of these noblewomen keep male consorts, and their husbands also have their own separate courtyards within their residences. This aspect has provided great convenience for my work."

"Look at that!" Wu Wang spread his hands. "Now *this* is what I call professional!"

Yun Zhongjun laughed. "Wudi's formidable reputation has indeed reached my ears."

"You flatter me, Sir," Yang Wudi said, rubbing his hands together and smiling. "It's all thanks to the Sect Master's guidance."

Wu Wang asked, "The battle between the Goddess of Mingqing and The Goddess of Liuli—is it discussed much in the Ming Qing Realm?"

"Quite a lot," Yang Wudi said solemnly. "However, people only dare to discuss it in private. I managed to overhear some information concerning the feud between the two goddesses."

"Oh? I summoned you precisely for this matter. Tell me in detail."

"I heard them say…" Yang Wudi's voice trailed off, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

It was during a leisurely afternoon. Yang Wudi swaggered down a corridor paved with soft animal hides, his Immortal Consciousness spreading out slightly. He overheard the laughing voices of two noblewomen soaking in a hot spring.

One sighed, "I wonder if our Goddess will be punished by the Martial God. If she is, who knows how heartbroken she'll be."

"Exactly! What's so great about that Martial God anyway? Our Goddess is so beautiful and charming, yet he doesn't even spare her a glance."

"That Liuli god is no better, trying to seduce the Martial God in every way possible, yet the Martial God remains completely unmoved. Hmph! Our Goddess has always held back, merely causing some trouble for the Liuli god's divine realm, never directly confronting that goddess. Who would have thought that Liuli god would be so tactless as to dare to come looking for a fight."

After recounting the conversation, Yang Wudi looked eagerly at Wu Wang and Yun Zhongjun.

The two leaders of the Heavenly Dao simultaneously fell into deep thought.

Wu Wang murmured, "Could it be that the Goddess of Mingqing is making things difficult for the Luili Realm out of jealousy? What does she take the lives of living beings for?"

Yun Zhongjun, on the other hand, mumbled, "Your Majesty, how is Yang Wudi able to use Immortal Consciousness? Could it be that his true body went there?"

"He practices Body Cultivation, which makes it easier to hide," Wu Wang sighed. "Moreover, for a Body Cultivator at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the Divine Soul is immature. If an incarnation were to be split off, it could easily cause the main body to collapse."

Yun Zhongjun chuckled. "I was just asking casually. Please, continue."

"Mm," Wu Wang said earnestly, "brother, you have to believe me, the appearance of that incarnation of yours was definitely not my original intention."

A faint sadness tinged Yun Zhongjun's smile.

"Wudi, the information you've brought is very important. You'll be credited for this achievement! Do either of you have anything else to report?"

Yun Zhongjun and Yang Wudi both shook their heads. Wu Wang snapped his fingers, and the three of them transformed into streaks of light, vanishing from the space of the Heavenly Dao.

「 」

I hadn't expected an answer so soon. It must be said, sending Yang Wudi to wreak havoc in the Ming Qing Divine Realm was indeed the right choice, Wu Wang thought.

His incarnation opened his eyes in the room, rose, and walked out of the small building. He changed into a long robe and was about to hurry to the spire.

Simply listening to Yang Wudi's account wasn't enough for Wu Wang to draw a firm conclusion, but he could try to sound out the Goddess herself.

As luck would have it, The Goddess of Liuli had just returned to the spire after her fight. She was currently confined there by the Martial God's order, unable to leave at will.

The Martial God was, at that very moment, circling above the Luili Realm and the Ming Qing Realm, waiting for Wu Wang to deliver the 'investigation results.'

If the true reason behind the goddesses' fierce battle was indeed jealousy…

Wu Wang recalled the Battle of Dragon Valley he had experienced. Those hundreds of martial artists who had walked silently towards their self-destruction—what had they truly been fighting for? He genuinely felt it wasn't worth it for them.

At this moment, Liuli City was still under martial law, and the streets were somewhat deserted.

Wu Wang, of course, encountered no obstructions and smoothly arrived at the rest area on the third floor of the spire. He sent some Priests to the top floor to announce his presence.

A few moments later, the wooden door was flung open, and a familiar cry accompanied by a lithe figure rushing towards him.

"Brother!"

Wu Wang smiled as he caught her, gently placing her on a nearby chair, his hands behaving with perfect propriety.

"Has the Liuli Goddess summoned me?"

"Teacher doesn't want to see you right now!" Jin Wei's small face fell, and she sighed sorrowfully. "Teacher is very distressed. She was even crying from anger just now."

Crying… That's it? Is this the Goddess's level of resilience?

Wu Wang glanced at the few Priests standing by the door and gestured for them to leave.

Once the wooden door was closed, Wu Wang used his Spiritual Power to set up a simple sound-insulating Barrier, ensuring his conversation with Jin Wei would not be overheard.

He leaned slightly towards her, looking at Jin Wei's small face. It's only been half a day since I last saw her, yet she seems to have grown a bit. Her jawline looks even more graceful.

"Tell me the truth. When I went to the Celestial Fox Tribe, were you following me?"

"Well…"

"Hmm?"

"Hehe," Jin Wei's lively eyes darted around, and she said with a smile, "I promised Teacher there are some things I can't tell you, you know."

Despite her words, her small head gave a subtle nod.

Wu Wang immediately understood.

He then asked, "In that case, do you think The Goddess of Liuli… might have some feelings for the Martial God?"

"How can I reveal Teacher's private matters to you, Brother!" Jin Wei pouted. "Anyway, the Martial God is rather clueless about romance; even a little girl like me can see that. If you don't believe me, Brother, try this: just say the Martial God sent you, and Teacher will immediately summon you."

"Really?" Wu Wang mused for a moment, then said, "Actually, the Martial God did send me this time. Go back to the top floor and say that the Martial God sent me to secretly visit the Liuli Goddess."

"Okay! Wait here, Brother. I'll go tell Teacher right now!" Jin Wei skipped off, leaving a refreshing, sweet fragrance in her wake as she gracefully departed.

「A moment later.」

Wu Wang left the spire with a conflicted expression. He wandered around the square for half a circuit before returning to Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing's large house.

After securing the doors and windows, Wu Wang took out the Martial God's order and called out to it twice, "Martial God Teacher? I've pretty much figured things out."

"BURP!"

The Martial God let out a drunken burp. The order glowed, and his burly figure, clutching a wine jug, appeared before Wu Wang.

"What's going on? Why did they start fighting?"

Wu Wang sighed. "Because of you, Martial God Teacher."

"Me?" The Martial God looked puzzled, tossed the wine jug onto the table, and sat sprawled to the side, murmuring, "Was my distribution unfair? Or was I not impartial? Their divine realms were already ranked low, and their strength isn't considerable. I couldn't just give them more, could I?"

An 'I knew it' expression was written all over Wu Wang's face.

He sat calmly to one side, glanced at the wine jug in the Martial God's hand, and his Adam's apple bobbed a few times. He had developed a slight craving for alcohol, thanks to the Daoist liquor from Elder Shen Nong.

"Martial God Teacher, let me ask you in a different way… What is your view on matters between men and women?"

The Martial God said indifferently, "As the God of Martial Arts, I should be devoted to the Martial Arts, single-minded and without distractions. Only then am I worthy of the title 'Martial'!"

"If Martial God Teacher can't open up to me, then I really can't help you," Wu Wang sighed. "My respected Martial God Teacher is one who embodies the ideals of a martial artist: sincere, humble, possessing fine moral character, and taking it upon himself to protect the weak."

"COUGH!" The Martial God suddenly sat up straight, his expression becoming utterly sincere, and his gaze clearing completely. He pondered deeply, mulling things over for a good quarter of an hour, before finally sighing slowly and stating succinctly, "A woman's soft little hands… who doesn't love them?"

Wu Wang couldn't help but look puzzled. "With your status and position, shouldn't holding a woman's hand be something you can do whenever you wish?"

"How could I do that?" the Martial God said seriously. "I am the Martial God. If I were to seek a companion, first, I would look at her character; second, her strength; and third, whether she has committed any major sins of killing."

"My respected Martial God Teacher, who embodies the ideals of a martial artist: sincere, humble, possessing fine moral…"

"Of course, the main thing is that she has to be attractive. If she's pretty and her character has no major flaws, that's even better." The Martial God chuckled, then shook his head. "But I don't know why, these goddesses all avoid me. And I can't possibly take a mortal woman as a partner; people would surely accuse me of being shameless."

Wu Wang was speechless. Right. Thanks for the subtle jab, he thought.

"Then, among the goddesses under your command, is there anyone who has caught your eye?"

The Martial God grumbled, "If I took an interest in one of the goddesses under my command, wouldn't that be using my position to pressure her? Could I obtain precious and sincere affection that way?"

"My respected Martial God Teacher, who embodies…"

"Actually, Liuli is quite nice; she really catches my eye," the Martial God couldn't help but raise a hand to his forehead. "But she's too proud, and her temperament is too cold."

Wu Wang clapped his hands together. Isn't that the solution right there?

"How long have you known the Liuli god?"

"Let me think… It must have been a few hundred thousand years." The Martial God exclaimed in admiration, "The first time I saw her, I thought, this goddess is truly beautiful. Her neck is like a white swan's, and the curve of her face—how did she grow to be so lovely? Her legs are beautiful too, long and slender. More importantly, it's the feeling she gives me: very serene, very wonderful. She's like her Dao, a beauty like glaze—transparent, clear, yet possessing a lofty aloofness that keeps others at bay. I even had someone ask around back then; she's one of the extremely rare Gods of Purity in existence today. Heh heh heh… Such a pity."

The pleasant light in the Martial God's eyes instantly vanished. "She's always been cool and indifferent towards me, maintaining a certain distance. I can't just keep trying to win over someone who gives me the cold shoulder, can I? I am the Martial God, after all!"

Wu Wang said with a smile, "Even a young man like me can tell that perhaps, Martial God Teacher, you really need some further education in the affairs of men and women."

"What do you mean?"

"In her heart, the Liuli god admires you tremendously, Martial God Teacher."

The Martial God was taken aback, his eyes widening. "Really?"

"How about this: why don't you give it a try?" Wu Wang said earnestly. "Give me a treasure we can use for communication. I will tell you what to say to the Liuli Goddess. As long as Martial God Teacher repeats my words exactly, without any deviation, the outcome will be clear."

The Martial God sat there, stunned for a moment. Just as Wu Wang began to feel uneasy, wondering if he had been too hasty and that this matter should be approached more gradually, the Martial God shot to his feet. He took out a bracelet from his sleeve and then fumbled inside his sleeve for a moment—it was his Hundred Treasures Sack.

Soon, the Martial God produced two Spirit Talismans, stuffing one into Wu Wang's hand and placing the other on himself. "Here! This thing is pretty handy. Later, when I press this Spirit Talisman on my end, and you press yours at the same time, my body will mirror your movements! I can sever this connection at any time, so just do as you see fit. If what you say is true, and you solve this old teacher's problem of being single, then from now on, you can roam this heaven and earth as you please. Except for the Candle Dragon, this teacher can take down anyone for you!"

A grim green light shone in the Martial God's eyes.

Like a wolf.